Revenance Mods (
revenancemods) wrote2013-07-16 09:53 pm
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Voice Test Post
Just what it says on the box! If you're interested in the game but not sure which character you want to play, or if you're testing out a new one, or if you just want to thread with someone, this is the place to do it. If you want to play your characters as already having Dream Eaters, that's just fine too - that's part of the fun of this game, after all!
Voice testing, because I can
[Tucker's eyes rolled under his helmet, and he slowly sat up as he looked around Traverse Town. His eyes widened.] Oh. Holy. Shit. She hit me so fucking hard she sent me into an AI.
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Tucker? Is that you?
[Have a Dream Eater growling at you, Tucker. Allison doesn't like you in 5 seconds.]
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[WHAT THE HELL.] AAaaaaah what the hell is that thing and why is it growling at me!?
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And that is Allison. She's a Pricklemane. Native animal to this place.
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Come on. Let the idiot go, girl. [Snickering] As for Allison? She doesn't like you.
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[The wispy figure in yellow and brown frowns where he floats just a few feet above the ground. He wears a hood that's split into two, almost resembling long rabbit ears, and his pants legs are several feet too long, his feet lost in its trailing length.
Golden eyes open, a mild look of annoyance crossing his ageless features. This isn't where he's supposed to be.]
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Are you...new here or something?
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...new...
[He turns his gaze away, looking out at the unusual surroundings. ...and rather than finishing that response, he abruptly yawns, covering his face with a baggy sleeve.]
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I'm gonna guess that you are. Do you need help? Or information?
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Taking his time yawning, the sleepy-looking Sennin glances back over at the boy. Oh. He's still here.]
...I need a nap. This seems all so troublesome...
[He doesn't seem to sound concerned about things more than he is irritated.]
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1/2
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The orange soldier is wandering around Traverse Town, a hebby repp trotting at his heels.]
What the hell is this place?
I've been half toying with tossing this guy here for a while X3
The explanation from the small flying creature cleared things up a bit. It also put things in a slightly disconcerting light. If he was dreaming, then it was likely he was going to be waking up to deep trouble. But it sounded like the best thing he could now, after resting and recovering at least, was help find a way to wake up. Now if the... had it called itself a Moogle? If that Moogle hadn't flitted off before telling him where the inn was... At least it had given him some of the place's currency for a room and a... creature. Rather, it had given him what it called dream fragments and showed him how to make a creature out of them, resulting in a fire-breathing, snake-like creature that needed to practice a little on controlling its fire. Maybe it was a good thing that one of the items Link still had with him was the fire shield earrings. The critter was going to need a little training but it seemed like it was willing to learn. It was also affectionate and sort of reminded him of his Loftwing in personality. Pity it was strictly a dream creature. The two would probably get along.
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[ He takes a few steps down the street before stops abruptly. ] Wait a minute. [ ... ] You guys really spruced up the place while I was sleeping, didn't you? Wow! This is really great. This will make a lovely place to visit. You know, when we're able to be rescued. Good job, everyone! Have we named the town yet? I would like to name it if we have not, okay? If no one says, no... I'm gonna name it...
oh good lord save us all
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It's a Digimon!
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A real Digimon. Did Agent Washington know it was my birthday? Because I didn't. When is that? Oh, well. I hope that there will also be cake!
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Caboose? [Here, have Epsilon, being followed by a blue Meowjesty with a Pricklemane on its back.]
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A Magical Girl Cometh
She Speaks out loud.]
Bardiche, are you sure this world is totally outside the Bureau's reach?
[her stylistic rod flashes and speaks.]
STARSCAPE WITH MAXIMUM MATCH 0%. SORRY SIR
[She shakes her head]
No, its not your fault. This place is... different from anything else. I just hope everyone is friendly...